Special Grade Sorcerer Yuta Okkotsu was also Jujutsu High's finest teacher.
Under his guidance, Jujutsu High had produced countless outstanding graduates. His admirable teaching philosophy was renowned even in the Western Jujutsu Society.
Yuta Okkotsu was a treasure of jujutsu education, a gentle yet powerful teacher.
But that year, Yuta Okkotsu met his professional Waterloo.
Early that morning, the sound of Satoru Gojo humming a tune drifted through the Miwa Main Family's residence.
Time had left no marks on his exquisite face, only added a touch of mature charm.
"Dad, you're in a good mood, huh?"
Miwa Yo and Gojo Xi sat at the dining table, staring speechlessly at the heart-shaped fried eggs their father had made. What kind of weird fixation was this?
At Gojo Xi's clear, girlish voice, Satoru Gojo cheerfully brought them both milk.
"After all, today is your first day attending Jujutsu High."
Miwa Yo wore a frosty expression on a face strikingly similar to Satoru Gojo's as a teenager, except his eyes were a beautiful crimson.
He casually took a bite of his fried egg and spoke with absolute certainty.
"You're happy because we'll be living in the dorms, right, Dad? You'll finally have Mom all to yourself."
Miwa Yo saw things for what they were.
Gojo Xi had gentle features but a mischievous personality. She propped her face in her hands and watched Satoru Gojo bring them little octopus-shaped sausages.
"You'll hurt our feelings, acting like that, Dad."
She didn't sound hurt at all. If anything, her tone was teasing.
Satoru Gojo casually glanced back, a languid smile curling his lips. He was as handsome as an aristocrat.
"I don't care whether your feelings are hurt, as long as Qianxing's aren't-"
Gojo Xi puffed out her cheeks, looking utterly adorable, and gave a little